Aug 24, 2005 17:06
I'm 23, 24 in just under a month but lets not talk about that, I'm an Australian I live in the township of Ballarat and I share a house with my sister and Useless (Her Man).
I'm a happy little social reject, content to write for a barely existent youth magazine published by the city council, and read by absolutely no one.
Yet due to the quiet crush I have on my editor, I hand over my articles way before dead line despite the fact that I am dyslexic and spend the rest of the month finishing other peoples work and running errands. What a joy it is to be me.
My pleasures in life are my cats, (I know, you don’t have to say it) Mackenzie and Isis, My brand new Computer (Which I named TARDIS after watching a Doctor Who marathon), Writing and reading fan fiction, and my TV, VCR and DVD player. Pathetic aren’t I?
I don’t drink, I’m too afraid that if I do I will end up like my mother, an only just functioning alcoholic.
I’ve never taken an illicit drug. And I despise people who say Marijuana is harmless. My baby brother who was once a beautiful shinning person, is now so heavily medicated, due to a drug induced psychotic brake, that he walks and talks like a 80 year stroke victim.
So that me in a nut shell. Boring, but hey I’m content.
Moo